hey fools get down
get deep
into the street
make the mutha fuckas weep
and reap the treat that your hands create
its the lush of the lush to touch touch and speak much
of legs that beg and arms that crutch
I've never seen such
mild mannered and hammered with nine eyes - like a pygmalion
focusing in on olympian thighs to mystifies and cups and lips and tits and suck
- to get luck
I neva get enough
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